Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His red fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Gifted from a young age, Emerald studied abroad. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and brown handkerchief worn on his right side. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. He has amber eyes and a violet hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Sage who has hired him part-time. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Foxilon abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His black fur is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fisher. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 700 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (70 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears an entirely tan suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Qualen isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born in the west. Qualen was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Glassblower. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts. His black hair is knotted and matted. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: The child of a Roofer, who enjoyed hunting, Theriatis was taken on many hunting expeditions. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting orcs, the young Theriatis began to lead the lost caravan. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 200 gp.